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the new machiavelli-第35章

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That remained the state of our relations for two days。  I developed 

a growing irritation with and resentment against cousin Sybil; 

combined with an intense desire to get that kiss for which I 

hungered and thirsted。  Cousin Sybil went about in the happy 

persuasion that I was madly in love with her; and her game; so far 

as she was concerned; was played and won。  It wasn't until I had 

fretted for two days that I realised that I was being used for the 

commonest form of excitement possible to a commonplace girl; that 

dozens perhaps of young men had played the part of Tantalus at 

cousin Sybil's lips。  I walked about my room at nights; damning her 

and calling her by terms which on the whole she rather deserved; 

while Sybil went to sleep pitying 〃poor old Dick!〃



〃Damn it!〃 I said; 〃I WILL be equal with you。〃



But I never did equalise the disadvantage; and perhaps it's as well; 

for I fancy that sort of revenge cuts both people too much for a 

rational man to seek it。 。 。 。   



〃Why are men so silly?〃 said cousin Sybil next morning; wriggling 

back with down…bent head to release herself from what should have 

been a compelling embrace。



〃Confound it!〃 I said with a flash of clear vision。  〃You STARTED 

this game。〃



〃Oh!〃



She stood back against a hedge of roses; a little flushed and 

excited and interested; and ready for the delightful defensive if I 

should renew my attack。



〃Beastly hot for scuffling;〃 I said; white with anger。  〃I don't 

know whether I'm so keen on kissing you; Sybil; after all。  I just 

thought you wanted me to。〃



I could have whipped her; and my voice stung more than my words。



Our eyes met; a real hatred in hers leaping up to meet mine。



〃Let's play tennis;〃 I said; after a moment's pause。



〃No;〃 she answered shortly; 〃I'm going indoors。〃



〃Very well。〃



And that ended the affair with Sybil。



I was still in the full glare of this disillusionment when Gertrude 

awoke from some preoccupation to an interest in my existence。  She 

developed a disposition to touch my hand by accident; and let her 

fingers rest in contact with it for a moment;she had pleasant soft 

hands;she began to drift into summer houses with me; to let her 

arm rest trustfully against mine; to ask questions about Cambridge。  

They were much the same questions that Sybil had asked。  But I 

controlled myself and maintained a profile of intelligent and 

entirely civil indifference to her blandishments。



What Gertrude made of it came out one evening in some talkI forget 

about whatwith Sybil。



〃Oh; Dick!〃 said Gertrude a little impatiently; 〃Dick's Pi。〃



And I never disillusioned her by any subsequent levity from this 

theory of my innate and virginal piety。







6





It was against this harsh and crude Staffordshire background that I 

think I must have seen Margaret for the first time。  I say I think 

because it is quite possible that we had passed each other in the 

streets of Cambridge; no doubt with that affectation of mutual 

disregard which was once customary between undergraduates and 

Newnham girls。  But if that was so I had noted nothing of the 

slender graciousness that shone out so pleasingly against the 

bleaker midland surroundings。



She was a younger schoolfellow of my cousins'; and the step…daughter 

of Seddon; a prominent solicitor of Burslem。  She was not only not 

in my cousins' generation but not in their set; she was one of a 

small hardworking group who kept immaculate note…books; and did as 

much as is humanly possible of that insensate pile of written work 

that the Girls' Public School movement has inflicted upon school…

girls。  She really learnt French and German admirably and 

thoroughly; she got as far in mathematics as an unflinching industry 

can carry any one with no great natural aptitude; and she went up to 

Bennett Hall; Newnham; after the usual conflict with her family; to 

work for the History Tripos。



There in her third year she made herself thoroughly ill through 

overwork; so ill that she had to give up Newnham altogether and go 

abroad with her stepmother。  She made herself ill; as so many girls 

do in those university colleges; through the badness of her home and 

school training。  She thought study must needs be a hard straining 

of the mind。  She worried her work; she gave herself no leisure to 

see it as a whole; she felt herself not making headway and she cut 

her games and exercise in order to increase her hours of toil; and 

worked into the night。  She carried a knack of laborious 

thoroughness into the blind alleys and inessentials of her subject。  

It didn't need the badness of the food for which Bennett Hall is 

celebrated and the remarkable dietary of nocturnal cocoa; cakes and 

soft biscuits with which the girls have supplemented it; to ensure 

her collapse。  Her mother brought her home; fretting and distressed; 

and then finding her hopelessly unhappy at home; took her and her 

half…brother; a rather ailing youngster of ten who died three years 

later; for a journey to Italy。



Italy did much to assuage Margaret's chagrin。  I think all three of 

them had a very good time there。  At home Mr。 Seddon; her step…

father; played the part of a well…meaning blight by reason of the 

moods that arose from nervous dyspepsia。  They went to Florence; 

equipped with various introductions and much sound advice from 

sympathetic Cambridge friends; and having acquired an ease in Italy 

there; went on to Siena; Orvieto; and at last Rome。  They returned; 

if I remember rightly; by Pisa; Genoa; Milan and Paris。  Six months 

or more they had had abroad; and now Margaret was back in Burslem; 

in health again and consciously a very civilised person。



New ideas were abroad; it was Maytime and a spring of abundant 

flowersdaffodils were particularly good that yearand Mrs。 Seddon 

celebrated her return by giving an afternoon reception at short 

notice; with the clear intention of letting every one out into the 

garden if the weather held。



The Seddons had a big old farmhouse modified to modern ideas of 

comfort on the road out towards Misterton; with an orchard that had 

been rather pleasantly subdued from use to ornament。  It had rich 

blossoming cherry and apple trees。  Large patches of grass full of 

nodding yellow trumpets had been left amidst the not too precisely 

mown grass; which was as it were grass path with an occasional lapse 

into lawn or glade。  And Margaret; hatless; with the fair hair above 

her thin; delicately pink face very simply done; came to meet our 

rather too consciously dressed party;we had come in the motor four 

strong; with my aunt in grey silk。  Margaret wore a soft flowing 

flowered blue dress of diaphanous material; all unconnected with the 

fashion and tied with pretty ribbons; like a slenderer; unbountiful 

Primavera。



It was one of those May days that ape the light and heat of summer; 

and I remember disconnectedly quite a number of brightly lit figures 

and groups walking about; and a white gate between orchard and 

garden and a large lawn with an oak tree and a red Georgian house 

with a verandah and open French windows; through which the tea 

drinking had come out upon the moss…edged flagstones even as Mrs。 

Seddon had planned。



The party was almost entirely feminine except for a little curate 

with a large head; a good voice and a radiant manner; who was 

obviously attracted by Margaret; and two or three young husbands 

still sufficiently addicted to their wives to accompany them。  One 

of them I recall as a quite romantic figure with abundant blond 

curly hair on which was poised a grey felt hat encircled by a 

refined black band。  He wore; moreover; a loose rich shot silk tie 

of red and purple; a long frock coat; grey trousers and brown shoes; 

and presently he removed his hat and carried it in one hand。  There 

were two tennis…playing youths besides myself。  There was also one 

father with three daughters in anxious control; a father of the old 

school scarcely half broken in; reluctant; rebellious and 

consciously and conscientiously 〃reet Staffordshire。〃  The daughters 

were all alert to suppress the possible plungings; the undesirable 

humorous impulses of this almost feral guest。  They nipped his very 

gestures in the bud。  The rest of the people were mainly mothers 

with daughtersdaughters of all ages; and a scattering of aunts; 

and there was a tendency to clotting; parties kept together and 

regarded parties suspiciously。  Mr。 Seddon was in hiding; I think; 

all the time; though not formally absent。



Matters centred upon the tea in the long room of the French windows; 

where four trim maids went to and fro busily between the house and 

the clumps of people seated or standing before it; and tennis and 

croquet were intermittently visible and audible beyond a bank of 
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